The substitute wife is an all-powerful boss

In Ma Bowen's eyes, Wen Jinrong is a real scientific research genius.

No one can surpass Wen Jinrong.

So, Zheng Churui’s wait was in vain!

This is a pure waste of time.

Scientific research genius?

Hearing this, Zheng Churui's expression did not change at all. He just said lightly, "There are always higher mountains."

Someone who has seen the sky full of stars.

Nature is not attracted to artificially carved diamonds.

There is always a mountain higher than the other?

Hearing this, Ma Bowen laughed even louder.

"Brother, I think you're delusional! There's always someone better than you! Unless that person comes back to life, Jinrong will be the number one in scientific research!"

Ma Bowen paused and continued, "You're a businessman. Time is money to you at a time like this. If you continue wasting time waiting, not only will you not find someone more capable than Jin Rong, but you'll also cause losses to the company! Why bother?"

If Ma Bowen were Zheng Churui, he would definitely sign a contract with Wen Jinrong immediately.

His good brother usually seems to be a smart person, so why does he start to fail at the critical moment?

"No rush." Zheng Churui said slowly, "Although time is money, if we can wait for a better solution, the benefits it can bring to the group will be immeasurable."

"That's what I said, but can you wait?"

"If you don't wait a while, how do you know you won't be able to wait?" Zheng Churui asked back.

"Okay, okay." Ma Bowen said speechlessly, "Facts speak louder than words. I won't argue with you. Since you want to wait, then wait. If you regret it later, don't blame me for not warning you."

Zheng Churui laughed, "It's not the first day you've known me. When have I ever regretted anything?"

Ma Bowen also laughed, "Flags are meant to be broken, Lao Zheng, Lao Zheng, just wait for your regret!"

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After sitting on the balcony for an afternoon, Wen Xu finally completed the direction of the entire painting style. Next, he just had to fill it in with color and then send it out.

Wen Xu slowly put away the drawing board and the uncolored paintings, then walked to the balcony and stretched.

Pat--

As she did this, a pot of succulents placed on the railing fell directly onto the platform on the second floor.

Fortunately, the flowerpots for the succulents were made of plastic, and the distance between the floors was not high, so the flowerpots were not broken.

Wen Xu estimated the distance and was about to take action when her eyes fell on the surveillance camera on her left. She gave up the idea of going downstairs to pick up the succulents. She went to the first floor and asked the housekeeper to help open the door to the second floor.

Hearing Wen Xu's words, the housekeeper looked embarrassed: "Young Madam, if what you dropped is not something particularly valuable, I suggest you wait a while before getting it."

"Ah? Why?" Wen Xu was puzzled.

The housekeeper explained, "The second floor is Young Master Xingyu's studio. He cherishes his paintings very much and never allows anyone to enter his studio. He even cleans the studio himself, so we don't have a key to the studio."

Even if there was, the housekeeper didn't dare to open the door for Wen Xu.

Fu Xingyu seems gentle and refined, but he is actually moody, and the person who really manages the family now is Fu Xingyun.

Although Mr. Fu likes his granddaughter-in-law Wen Xu very much, Fu Xingzhi is still lying in bed and his life or death is unknown. What status can she, a tool for bringing good luck, have in the Fu family?

When Fu Xingzhi dies, Wen Xu's good days will be over.

The housekeeper doesn't think Wen Xu has the ability to cure Fu Xingzhi.

To be precise, in this family, except for Mr. Fu, Fu Beishan, and Mr. and Mrs. Zheng Ruan, no one would believe that Wen Xu could wake Fu Xingzhi up.

So the housekeeper naturally would not offend Fu Xingyu because of Wen Xu.

After saying that, the housekeeper continued, "But don't worry, I heard from the Second Madam that Young Master Xingyu will be back for dinner tonight."

"Okay, I understand." Wen Xu nodded slightly and did not make things difficult for the housekeeper.

Wen Xu returned to the bedroom on the third floor.

He took out the medical kit and began to prepare acupuncture for Fu Xingzhi.

Although I had received acupuncture treatment before stopping the medication, I still need to consolidate the treatment with Chinese medicine combined with acupuncture.

Wen Xu sat down on the edge of the bed and began to unbutton Fu Xingzhi's clothes.

He was wearing a pair of black pajamas. As soon as he unbuttoned the first button, he could vaguely see his abs hidden under the fabric.

With such a perfect figure and a face with clear contours, even Wen Xu, who is as calm as water, couldn't help but admire her beauty.

In a daze, Fu Xingzhi only felt that he was standing in layers of thick fog, like a beast in trouble!

No matter how he goes.

No matter what he tried, he couldn't penetrate the layers of thick fog.

Just when his consciousness was hazy, Fu Xingzhi felt as if someone was holding his hand. It was the kind of warm touch like top-grade jade, with a little coolness.

This hand soothed the anxiety in his heart and took away the pain in his body.

A ray of sunlight broke through the darkness and shone into the layers of fog.

It casts a layer of light on the world.

The glaciers are melting.

Rebirth!

He tried hard to open his eyes.

Indistinctly, I seemed to see the girl's profile. She was holding the golden needle, and she inserted the needle one after another. Almost every needle penetrated into the acupuncture points deep in the skin, three feet into the bone.

It was a shocking scene, but she didn't even frown.

Fu Xingzhi couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream. He wanted to raise his hand to do something, but after trying for a long time, his hand seemed to be fixed to the bed.

--

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Fu Xingyu rushed back from the studio.

Li Mei was painting her nails. When she saw her son, she immediately went to greet him and said, "Xingyu is back. Have you eaten yet?"

"I've already eaten." Fu Xingyu loosened his tie. "Where's my dad?"

"Your dad is upstairs."

"Oh." Fu Xingyu continued, "Then I'll go up there."

"go quickly."

"Young Master Xingyu." The butler came over at this time.

"Uncle Liu." Fu Xingyu turned around. "Is there anything wrong?"

The housekeeper continued, "The plants on the young lady's balcony fell onto the floor of your studio downstairs..."

Before the housekeeper could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Fu Xingyu, who frowned and said, "She didn't go to my studio, did she?"

Wen Xu was just a country bumpkin with little knowledge and was clumsy. What if he damaged his painting or spilled his paint?

And Fu Xingyu hates others entering his studio the most!

"Did not go."

"That's fine." Fu Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Xingyu, you're back!" Fu Xingyue's voice suddenly came from the side.

"Xingyue." Fu Xingyu turned around, his eyes falling on the bunch of flowers in Fu Xingyue's hand, and asked curiously, "What are you doing with these so late at night?"

Fu Xingyue smiled and said, "I'll give it to my sister-in-law. She likes to play with these."

Sister-in-law?

Who is Fu Xingyue calling?

Before Fu Xingyue could react, he turned around and left, "I'm going to give flowers to my sister-in-law."

Fu Xingyu's eyes were filled with confusion: "Uncle Liu, who did he just call sister-in-law?"

The housekeeper said, "It's... the one from the Wen family."

Fu Xingyu looked at the direction Fu Xingyue left and frowned subtly, "He's not afraid of losing face!"

The housekeeper also looked at Fu Xingyue's back, a little puzzled, "In fact, Master Xingyue was not like this a week ago."

A week ago, Fu Xingyue couldn't even call Wen Xu "sister-in-law".

When he saw Wen Xu, he didn't even smile.

He is completely different from now.

"Maybe the young lady did something to conquer Young Master Xingyue!" guessed the butler.

Fu Xingyu sneered, "Her?"

Even to get into high school, he needed the old man to use backdoors. How could such a person have the ability to conquer Fu Xingyue?

Fu Xingyu hates people who take shortcuts even though they have no ability the most!

For someone like Wen Xu, it’s good enough to be able to go to a vocational high school!

He even went to No. 1 Middle School to embarrass himself.

The old man is also confused!

Fu Xingyu was too lazy to talk about Wen Xu anymore, and then asked: "Has my brother come back often recently?"

The butler shook his head: "Young Master Xingyun has been busy with the cooperation project of Yuanshang Group recently. He hasn't been home for more than half a month."